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CHAPTER EIGHT- THE DISTRACTION

Author: Adwubi Gyimaya
last update publish date: 2026-01-12 23:48:56
I awoke to the gentle yet persistent shake of my husband’s hand on my shoulder.

“Raquel, what were you dreaming about?” Dr. Yeboah’s voice was laced with curiosity and a trace of concern.

“Hmm?” I played dumb, my mind still clouded with the fading, illicit images.

“You were moaning in your sleep. I’ve been calling your name for a full minute,” he stated, watching me expectantly.

“I… I don’t remember what it was about,” I lied, the words feeling heavy on my tongue.

“Are you sure?” His gaze was p
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